Luyện nghe bài hát Act of Contrition

I feel the cold hands me
of my betrayal

My
My

It is not the pain yourself
That tears the deepest

I drift along in shadows

Memories from the haze
With comes recollection

My
My

It is not the pain inside
That the deepest wounds

It is the you create
That consumes your soul

I along suspended in shadows
I along suspended in shadows

I drift suspended in shadows

A specter of
Built on good

My
My

It is not the pain inside
That the deepest wounds

It is the pain you
consumes your very soul